All is still and rooted as well*
The forest makes the whole of all trees
The trees love their home and they are free
They accept all species with bugs and birds
From all of them, they speak not a single word
But one might say they have some bark
You cannot hear this even in the dark
Dom*Colucci 2010
oh she speaks
ReplyDeletejust wait and listen
her branches call out
inviting for rest
her leaves rustle
promising bed
the wind sighs through
singing a sweet lullaby
her voice is heard
by caring ears
Golden Lotus of God's Love...I am still awe inspired...you nailed my poem with yours as if I can see it happening and I can with yours so clearly..I LOVE THIS AS WELL...THIS IS TRULY WELL APPRECIATED....THANKS MY LOVE YOU ARE A GREAT SURPRISE TO ME...THANKS(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*:)xoxoxo
dearest soulbro,
ReplyDeletei tried to answer you through poetry. :)
its a new skill i am learning from you.
with lots of love.
Golden Lotus of God's Love...do you like it?...I love it as it sets a greater picture between poets...I thank you always..enjoy my Love(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*:)xo
dearest soulbro,
ReplyDeleteyes it creates a wonderful rhythm between two souls :)
pixie is thinking if she will bite my arm or scratch it, which is moving just in front of ner nose.
with lots of love.